My Sword Vs Your Dagger Novels & Stories

A second dagger appeared, and he held them low, one in each hand. I staggered off the chair to the floor. Spinning so my back wasn’t stuck in a corner, I faced him as he lunged. I held the sword in front. It wasn’t a weapon I knew how to use, but it would work. When he was close enough, I swung it at his head. He ducked the blow. His daggers sliced in a crisscross pattern across my stomach. I yelped, spinning away.

Jace continued as we stopped at the first set of weapons. "This is the border spear. It is used to keep dangerous wolves at a distance. The glowing spearheads scare them the most," he explained. Then he continued, "This is the sword. We have different shapes, and they're sheathed. You know what swords are used for. This is the dagger. We have three major categories of this dagger: one is the throwing dagger, the other is bone-handled close daggers, and the last one is silver-edge ritual daggers." "Ritual?" I asked.

I raised my sword and swung it at him. I didn’t realize he had a weapon on his own. A long thick blade sword similar to the swords used by knights. He raised it to block me. The clinking sounds echoed, creating sparks of the two blades hitting each other. I let it slip, allowing the edge of my sword to glide down the blade of his.

It was the simplest type of dagger—one that could be bought with a few bronze coins, that Yvette had given to him. However, because it was soaked in my heartblood ten times, that ordinary dagger was gleaming in fluorescent radiance as if it was not of the mortal realm. I chuckled coolly once again, and was ready for the dagger to be plunged into my chest. But at the very next moment, my eyes abruptly widened as I watched Cain plunge the dagger into his own chest without hesitation. His face paled from pain and he started sweating over his brown, but his smile actually broadened as he murmured, "So it actually hurts so much, Crystal…"

BLADE 2. He forced his tongue into my mouth and pinned my two hands roughly on the bed. He doesn't allow me move. I wiggled my body but he ended up hitting my boobs with his palm. The pain sent the wrong sensation down my pussy. It throbbed shamelessly. He stopped kissing me and before I knew it, I landed a slap on his cheek which I regret doing. His demeanor changed instantly. I presume it didn't sit well with him.

she honestly said when Zev handed her the sword. “Try it. You can’t do much with the daggers unless you prefer to finish your opponent with just one hit. After all, it would be hard for you to retrieve it when it’s stuck to your enemy’s body. While this sword,” Zev grabbed her wrist and put the sword on her hand. “You can kill hundreds using this one,” he added with an indifferent look on his face.

Of course she was already very strong but she wouldn't fare well against armed opponents. So I drew my sword. Morning looked at it with wide eyes. "How is that fair? You're using a sword while I'm using a dagger!" She said. Morning was being a lot more outspoken that I expected. I simply smiled. "The main weakness of daggers is their reach. It's far too short. You'll mostly face opponents with swords, so you have to find a way around that." I said. "Can't you just teach me how to use a bow or something instead?" She asked.

There was only a limited supply of them, and they were capable of carrying an array of weapons such as knives, darts, daggers, darts, and even a sword if the situation called. I take three knives and a dagger from the weaponry as my weapons of choice, although my one and only love, was the sword. I didn’t think a sword would be necessary today, and it would hinder my speed because I favor the long sword rather than the short sword. “Alright, team,” I state as every finishes getting ready, “Let’s head out.”

I throw my dagger and watch as it slices through the air and lodges itself in the attacker's unprotected neck. He gasps, clutching the wound before falling. I run forward and jerk my knife free. Theodore's wolf is standing again, off toward his next target. The attackers have dismounted, running full force at us. I set my eyes on one, rushing toward them. They lift their sword, poised to strike. I never liked swords. Too heavy. I let my instinct take over, sliding onto my side in the grass and cutting their ankle at the tendon. The attacker shrieks in pain, swinging their big heavy sword in an attempt to reach me. I am up again before they can turn, my dagger cutting their throat.

Tyr still did not think highly of him at all. In a flash, the giant sword in Kagura’s hand collided with Tyr’s Ormr Dagger. Although the sword was much bigger than the dagger, the power emitted from both weapons were practically equal. The dagger and the sword promptly bounced off to the sides after clashing with each other. Tyr and Kagura each took a step back. Then, without any break in between, the two engaged in combat once more. In addition to this neck-and-neck battle Tyr and Kagura were fighting, similar duels were taking place all over the area.